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Tipon
20/M/Netherlands    Tipon wants to become a poet. He is a fictional son in a novel I wrote recently. Poems are written in Dutch and English. I ...
Marella Antiporda
Philippines    Trying to fix myself.

Poems

the types of tippers, tipping for different reasons

for the social, for some sort of status, for exaggerated surplus, for crusty dollar bills that are meaningless in one wallet but then meaningful in another

of a street performer, to place a dollar in his case, cause his taste is somewhat reflective of the atmosphere in the street, and she has a pretty smile on her face

to tip, because you don't know what tomorrow will bring, because the money you have will be meaningless on your death bed

to tip to be closer to One, to be closer to I, closer to Christ, to Allah, to be closer to right

to tip, to give with the hope of one day being able to take with understanding, belief in karma can be relaxing

to tip, because of the moment, to keep things moving, you saw someone at the end of the bar and its in your best interest to invest

to tip, to tip for kind service, to tip for pleasantries, for smiles and anecdote, relatability, a small investment for lea sure, and still that is soft

to tip?  or not to tip, because belief is a *****

to not tip on principle, and to feel better that way, pay more for the donut, to start the day

to tip out of judgement, out of taste, one service was better than another, a standard, and a tip is an extra, a cherry for balance, a system in which you believe in

to tip the man who parks your car because out of fear that he will take it joyously far


to tip, to take, to put penny in jar, for charity, for good company.  to tip

fascinates me
briano alliano performs at neptune pub


hi dudes

welcome to my show and the first song is patrick the brave man

you see as i do my youtube show, and, man i enjoy it a lot

an old mate patrick will sit up being a man saying your cool

like he was protecting me or something

and he can be brave, he can be bold, even if he is growing old

you see as he sits up on his chair, in my head protecting me

from doing harm to other you see, because do i need it, well, i don’t care

as i look at him, saying, please stop please stop, my lordy lord

he said, there is no such thing as jesus and kept in my head being a big man

and then he wanted to be there forever and ever

like the bird and his feather, come on patrick, come on get out of my head

you need to understand, i ain’t ashamed as i used to be

i perform at badslamnobiscuit poetry slam, every third wednesday of each month

and tomorrow i will play a christmas in july carol, which is cool which is cool

you see, he is saying, brian, you are cool, don’t be ashamed to perform, you are cool

i said, tip methane all over patrick the big protector and sing this

take me out to the ball game

take me home to the crowd

buy me some peanuts and ******* jack

they don’t know if we ever get back

so it’s root root root for the home team

if they don’t win it’s a shame

it’s 1 2 3 strikes your out

at the old ball game

patrick jumps up and says, i still want to show you my man in your head, because you need to understand

i liked you back then, and that’s the truth

our next song is methane over duncan

i would love to tip methane over duncan

i would love to tip methane over him

it’ll improve the quality of his life

and make his future far from dim

you see he will look like a fucken zombie

but it’s up here, that’s fine

i would love to tip methane over duncan

cause he is a nice guy

i would love to tip methane over patrick

yeah it’ll be fun to tip methane over pat

you see, i would love to show him, i can look after myself well

despite the house looking like a bomb hit it again

i will pick up the methane keg and as pat entered the room

i will tip methane over patrick, and say prepare to meet your doom

i would l;ove to tip methane over christopher

i would love to tip methane over him

you see he lives up in the gold coast, man

with his wife and kids, well, methane is the king

it will improve his life, man

whether he believes it or not

i would love to tip methane over christopher

cause, as a brother he’s a good sport

i would love to tip methane over bas boy

i would love to tip methane over him

you see, i want bas boy to work on his next life betty

and allow me to get on with mine

please allow me to do this, it’ll be really so much fun, oh yeah

i would love to tip methane over bas boy, cause it stick better than beer

ok, dudes and now here is another song called simply irresistible

how can it be permissible

to compromise my principle

the methane is passable

and it’s anything but typical

you see it’s a party moment, which can turn off a lot

you used to look so good to me, the methane is simply irresistible

see you soon neptune
Saudade Saudade Jul 2014
You'll never know how cool I am, when I'm around you I just lose my cool.

But if you decide you decide to hold my hand, I swear I'd be warm enough for you.

As cold as hearts can sometimes be, it finds a flame, only after it's found your name.

As cold as my once stumbling feet, always steadly stumbling, fumbling your way.

Tip-toe, one. two. One. In front of. The other. tip. Toe. Tip.

This dance often repeated when I feel I've lost my grip.

Tip-toe, one. Two. One. In front of. The other. Tip. toe. tip.

You watch me advance, cocked brow and lip.

Crawling back to you.

Always crawling back to you.

Always never ever feeling right until I write to you.

And every night I write to you;
In my head, lying awake in bed;
with keyboards or with lead;
with songs birthed from dread--
singing "our love is dead."

And You'll never know how cool I am, cause around you I just lose my cool.

So I settle for a copy, for a hobby, for a tool.

As cold as hearts can sometimes be, it would thaw at a possiblity of you and me.

As cold as my once stumbling feet, still steadly stumbling, fumbling your way.

Tip-toe, one. two. One. In front of. The other. Tip. Toe. Tip.

I don't fear your rejection, in your eyes I've already quit.

Tip toe, one. Two. One. In front of. The other. Tip. toe. tip.

Inching as close as I can get, Hoping you still hear your name on my lips.

knowing the first thing you might say is , "Ain't this some ****."

"You come and go as you please, you do?"

"Assuming that I'll always be here for you."

But you /were/ always there
And I think that's hella cool.
That'd you could be so warm,
To such an uncool fool.